Sweet Despair

Sweet Despair

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Vampire Knight
Their were many creatures of the night, but not like Iris. With the curse from the moon running through her veins like fire burning every nerve in your body. "Your daughter will be powerful then your son sons and the stupid pure-bloods." Yusa Moon held her daughter tightly while her husband and children are asleep. "Promise me my daughter will be protected." The Moon goddess looked at the child upon her. "Yes Yusa, but their is a cost you will die along with your husband." The goddess left Yusa cry and clenched her daughter. One day she will be in pain and wont do anything about it. Irie saw watched what his wife did. He walked up to her and said. "We will send our children to Cross Academy when the time is right." Years pasted Iris parents died and the real hell will begin. Will she be what everybody desires or lust for. Will she survive in her bloodless nightmares and love with her despair, or just let the demon lerk through the darkness. Find out in this sweet lie.
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Born between two worlds, despised by those who should love her. Being labeled as "defective", "incomplete", "impure". Suffering repeated and constant persecution. How could she believe in happiness? Her heart had been bombarded by countless insults over the years in her home pack..., but against the setbacks of life, she remained determined to overcome all obstacles and prove that she was not weak but "unique", as her father always claimed. Her Witch blood did not diminish her courage at all... But lately she had been feeling strange... dreaming every night of a man, or rather, of his silhouette. The strength he emanated was terrifying, like a being from the coldest, most soulless underworld... making her doubt her real existence and her own sanity..., but why, even though she felt a terror that paralyzed her body, she couldn't forget the sadness she saw in his eyes? They were begging... for what? Someone? A love? To be rescued? Who was that "God" that lived in the darkness? His face gave her the feeling of recognition, he was not totally strange to her soul..., but at the same time, she was absolutely sure she had never seen him before... her blood warmed and her heart beat faster... What did it all mean? Was it all a result of her longing for her companion who she was told would never come? Or did it really have some other meaning? I had to find out...

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